Out all, all our yesterdays Have lighted fools, out a brief candle 'Morrow and tomorrow Fretting on stage Then is heard no more Life is but a poor player Life is but a tale Full of sound and fury and exuberance Told us by an idiot Who stands upon the stage and then Then is heard no more A tale, the way to dusty death From day to day, signifying nothing 'Morrow and tomorrow Strutting on stage 'Til the last syllable of time Life is but a poor player Life is but a tale Full of sound and fury and exuberance Told us by an idiot Who stands upon the stage and then Then is heard no more (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Life is but a poor player Life is but a tale Full of sound and fury and exuberance Told us by an idiot Who stands to promise stage and then Life is but a poor player Life is but a tale Full of sound and fury and exuberance Told us by an idiot Who stands to promise stage and then Then is heard no more, oh-oh